holes

Tue, 08/26/2014 - 16:49 -- ostar12

Weightless happy euphoria

A cloud filled with wistful thoughts

Breathless whispers

That mask the sliver of darkness

So sharp that it cuts slits

In the fabric of their lives

But I am gone

Just before all the holes are turned 

Inside out

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